Saturday, November 17, 2012

True Love

You know you are loved when you announce to your man that you are pretty sure there's a dead mouse somewhere in a closet that you want him to take care of when he gets home and he replies, "that's not for 3 days, its gonna really stink"

And you reply, "I've got Febreze and I don't care. Its been a tough couple weeks and I'm tired of being the adult and I don't want to take care of anything messy anymore."

To which he replies, "I'm ready to be home and will be happy to take care of it for you when I get there."

I am indeed a blessed wife.


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